long way from home

here i am sitting in fron of the com
just waiting for time to go by
i'll be off to Hong Kong in a few hours time later in the day
good bye to my home
good bye to my life

the irony of life

engulfed in blood you came to earth
an object of your parents love
with the blessings of the higher power above
you laughed you cried and lived your life

years go by and you got bored
rushed through your single childhood
to grow up

years go by and looking back
you long to be a child again

you lose your health making money
and in turn lose money restoring your health
in later years

you think anxiously about the future
forgetting the present
such that you live neither in the present or future

like a blooming flower
you live as if will never die
and die as if they never lived

such are the ironies of your fragile life
such are the ironies of your own destiny

the girl who stole the stars

My dear Kid
How are you doing?
I wonder how old you are
as you read this letter
Perhaps you've matured into
a beautiful woman, raising a
happy family, by now
I was hoping to talk to you in
person when you were old enough,
but just in case something happens,
I'm writing my feelings down on paper and leaving it to Luccia.
Perhaps you already know...
or perhaps you yourself are
also caught up in some
historic crisis as a result
of all this.
but anyway...
My friands and I did something which changed your future
in order to save the world
but sometimes I think of the darker side of what we did
what has become of the future that was "once" suppossed to have existed?
where did the "time" that now is no longer allowed to exist "go"?
though it is true that thanks to our altering of the flow of history
we were able to save so many lives
and prevent so much sadness and suffering..
but we have also caused the deaths of so many that were meant to have come
into existence in the timeline we destroyed as well as the sadness which
you are encompassing now
Kid. when i think of you
i remember someone i once
met a long long time ago
in the distant past
someday i'll tell you about her
when you are ready to know of your real name and heritage
i'm not the slightest bit worried about you
for i know out there "he" will always be there for you
of perhaps he has already found you
and is there by your side as you read this?
well anyway kid.
until we meet again
farewell

F.U.C.K

my fucking IBM hardisk just crashed today
well not really...
well at least my other valued possesions are still intact
well anyways the os sector is gone
well it's going to get smashed by me later...once i transfer all my important stuff to other storage media
well... FUCK IBM
cos i'll never get another IBM hardisk again